(Author's note, I recommend being silly billy, as this is gonna mainly be between them.)

She had always been there. He just hadn't ever known. All the tears he cried for her, all the rap battles he faced for her back when she was alive, she remembered it all hell, she's seen them all even after she died. She had remained by his side, unbeknownst to her dearest, her beloved Silly Billy...she hadn't been able to really...awaken, aside from his microphone glowing a red on occasion at the very top, the lines a vivid red to indicate the woman's presence and likely awareness. Something discreet and easy to miss. It never last long anyway. But...something about the battle he was in...facing a smaller and more innocent version of him that hadn't yet been struck with tragedy, trying to maybe test him, warn him? Who knew the intentions...perhaps this was his attempt to see her again. That could be it.

maybe he'd do it. Maybe, in this hall of mirrors, he'd see her one final time afterall...

The two voices, her boyfriend and this other version of him were in perfect sync. Was this it? Was he really gonna try?